Had a squirrel try to run through my front wheel while I was moving.  The spokes hit him and threw him back, he got up, shook his head, then ran up a tree. 

We have a lot of deer around here, big whitetail.  Two years ago I was on a group ride in the spring, we rode through a State recreation area down by the Missouri river.  There were some mushroom hunters out, and they spooked some deer.  Deer know how to do two things, run and jump.  They started coming toward us, those in back started yelling but the people in front didn't hear, the lead deer tried to jump over one of the cyclists, didn't make it.  Hit the guy from behind and the side.  He went straight up in the air, spun around, and landed on his butt, then back, then his head (with helmet) on the pavement.  He was out for about 10 minutes, took 30 minutes to get the rural rescue unit down there.  Luckily we had an EMT riding with us. He had a concussion and four cracked ribs. 

I was out for an early (5am) Friday morning run three weeks ago on an abandoned railroad track that was converted to a trail. I love this trail because it's smooth, a fairly soft surface and rarely do I encounter other people or dogs during my early runs. It was dark that morning (obviously), I had gone to bed early the night before after a long day at work in anticipation of this run. I noticed quite a ways in front of me there was a car sitting on the trail with its headlights on pointed in my direction. That struck me as a little odd, but I kept running. I was wearing a headlamp and a reflective belt, so I figured the driver saw me. As I got to within about 50 yards of the car, a side mounted spot light came on. I thought, "Ah ha, it's the police. All is well." As I got closer, I shut off my headlamp, slowed to a walk and the officer stepped out of the car. "Good morning officer." "Good morning sir, I'm going to have to turn you around as we have an investigation going here. Sorry about that." "No worries here officer, you have a job to do." So I turned around and finished my run via an alternate route. I got home, grabbed the newspaper and sat down to eat some breakfast. The front page story in the paper? Two teens had been shot and killed the night before in an argument over a stolen iPod. They were killed just yards from my railroad running path. True story, see below:

http://www.gazette.com/articles/constitution_45935___article.html/least_sheriff.html

Had I watched the news on the night before, I might have re-considered my running route!